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After 15 years of crossing back and forth between the Canada and US border, you would think I would have this down by now.

And, really, I’ve come a long way since my “I’m in the process of becoming a landed immigrant in Canada” days, which were quite nerve-wracking as I always feared I would be denied entry back into Canada and forced to be separated from my husband indefinitely. (Which might be a good made-for-tv-movie, but not exactly the life I had been hoping for.)

I’ve been asked lots and lots of questions by border officials over the years, and on some occasions, I’ve been asked absolutely no questions at all, which is perhaps a bit frightening when you think about it.

In March, my husband realized he had been traveling back and forth across the border on an expired passport for close to a year, with NOT ONE comment from any of the dozen or so customs officials that he had contact with during that time frame.

Then this week I crossed the border for some grocery shopping without the kids and this is what happened to me…

I pull up to the booth and hand the official my passport. He scrutinizes it and then asks to see some additional ID, because MY HAIR IS DIFFERENT NOW THAN IN MY PASSPORT PHOTO.

I then had to launch into a detailed description of how the bangs in the photo just didn’t work for me and the color was a bit dark too.

OYE-VEY. I ramble when I get nervous.

Yes, it’s true, my hair is a matter of national security, but my husband is allowed to travel freely with an expired passport.

(And while I know that miracles do happen, this is not a miracle I am actively seeking! If/when Jeff and I add to our family, we plan on fostering, and we would LOVE your prayers for this new venture.)

You see, on two separate occasions recently I have been asked those dreaded questions that no woman ever wants to hear, unless she is literally about to give birth…

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Does anyone else think that there may be people out there coming up with homeopathic cures that are not cures at all, but rather the results of sick, twisted individuals seeking to inflict harm on people who prefer to self-diagnose themselves through googling their symptoms rather than going to see an actual doctor?

I ask, not because I really care about demented people misleading the masses through their internet sites. I ask because I would like to know if putting garlic on ringworm actually works, or if it just serves to make the person with ringworm even more uncomfortable and decidedly more stinky.

However, considering I sell Pampered Chef, perhaps I should embrace this use of garlic and integrate it into my little speech about the amazing garlic products we have…”When you aren’t using our garlic press/or peeler and slicer/or adjustable microplane grater for adding garlic to your delicious food dishes, I highly recommend you use them for adding garlic into your personal hygiene regimen. Hmmm, on second thought….

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Jess posted this to her blog this week and I am totally copying her. I feel OK about this though. For one thing, I recently got full bangs and then the very next time I saw Jess, she also had gotten full bangs, saying to me, “I totally copied you.” The really funny part about this is that neither of our husbands like the bangs. Dave told her she looks like she is about 8 and Jeff told me they make me look like my mom. I love my mom and so does Jeff, and I do hope to look as good as she does when I am her age. However, I am not her age yet, so I don’t think it was meant to be a compliment. But I digress.

If you need a good laugh, I heartily suggest you watch this video. If you tend to not find things funny, you might as well just skip this.